Hypno Stories Novels & Stories

Some stories started with hate. This one ended with everything.

Sloane wakes up to her phone blowing up. The blurry tunnel photo has gone semi-viral on soccer gossip accounts. Sloane jolted awake in her bed as her phone vibrated nonstop on the nightstand. The screen lit up with dozens of notifications. She grabbed it with a sinking feeling in her gut and clicked on the first link. The blurry tunnel photo stared back at her from multiple soccer gossip accounts. Two figures locked in passion, one clearly on her knees. Comments flooded in fast. Some mocked the rivalry, others speculated wildly about secret affairs between coaches. Her stomach twisted with fear. This single image could destroy years of hard work. Sloane sat up quickly, heart racing, and thre

’ He questioned as his vision slowly cleared. The previous incident replayed in his head as he continued to silently sit on the bed, his eyes not moving anywhere else except his lap. The woman that entered earlier spoke as if she knew him, and for a long while too, yet, he couldn’t remember her at all. It was the first time in his life he had seen her. ‘Is this it? The story I am supposed to tell?’ He thought back to the words of Suit. If that was so, then how was this happening? Was he under some kind of drug?

His hands venture over her curved body, exploring. They pull apart and open their eyes. They stare at each other, deep into each other's eyes. Hussaini's full of wonder and love, Nafisa's full of curiosity and passion. No words are spoken but a story worthy of them is communicated. He leans in a softly kisses up and down her neck. She lets out little whimpers of anticipation. He works his way back to her tender, smooth lips. As they kiss she rolls him over and lies on top of his strong, muscular body.

Before she get out, she said, "Don't worry, close your eyes and relax. Mr Hayes won't be coming for at least two hours, that's how he is after getting into the office room. By the way, don't sleep and get drowned. I will be back in half an hour. " After she left, I closed my eyes and tried to forget everything that happened today. My life was turned upside down just like that. Tears flowed freely from my eyes and after some time, I felt relaxed at the same time my eyes felt so heavy that I could hardly open my eyes. Then all of a sudden, I was underwater. I wanted to sit back in my position, but I couldn't as my hands were slippery. I felt like I was going to die right there, in the stupid b

Aurora bit her lip, a storm of emotions churning within her before forcing herself to calm down. Soon, they arrived at another villa owned by Keegan. After they got Jaylene into the villa and into a room, another car arrived at the villa's entrance. A mixed-race man, slightly older than Keegan, with a friendly and refined demeanor, got out. Keegan introduced him as York Cooper, a renowned hypnotist. Keegan spoke with York in a universally recognized language before sending the others out of the room. Stella protested, but Keegan explained, "Hypnosis requires a quiet environment, and you're still dealing with morning sickness. What if you start vomiting at a critical moment?"

Shaun’s handsome face paled. Someone had deleted programs from his brain? He laughed dryly. “This is impossible, Professor Lincoln. I’m not a robot…” Professor Lincoln put on a straight face. “No, as far as I know, Y country has an ancient hypnotic skill that does this. This hypnotic skill can tamper with a person’s feelings and memories. It can even go unnoticed by the person concerned.” Shaun’s brain rumbled. Hypnosis?

Fuschia drummed the table, “Hypnosis is a kind of magic to manipulate human brain. So the victim always obeys when they asked to do something. Like being controlled. Like being a puppet. That's why the wife feels that she slept with her husband even when she isn't.” “Where do you read about hypnosis, Your Highness? I’d like to read it too. If that hypnosis things is so powerful, I think we have to take an extra measure to protect our minds.” “Sorry, I just read it somewhere in the novel book I read.” “Ah, is that so? I see.” There is a glint of disappointment on Elysian face. “Are you sure that there is no magic involve? Maybe magic has evolved all this while human think there are no magic l

"It's mostly the forbidden ones, of course. Power dynamics, losing control to someone trustworthy. Scenes where the mind opens up and the body follows. I dream about it.. being guided, touched in ways I can't admit when I'm awake." Touched. Fuck. That word sent a jolt through me. I could almost feel her skin under my fingers already, soft and yielding. I cleared my throat to keep my voice steady. "Fascinating. Hypnosis can be a powerful tool for that, you know. It's like unlocking a door you've kept locked for too long. Once it's open, everything flows freely. No holding back." She laughed softly, a nervous sound that made her breasts rise and fall enticingly. "You make it sound so simple. I

"Okay, I agree. but I will continue to be beside my wife later, “Jacob said with a serious expression. “Of course, I know that. Precisely it would be good if you stay beside your own wife.” ... As promised that night Stanley Rudoff came to Jacob's castle with a tall, middle-aged man. The man named Kenny Helmet is a hypnotherapist who will handle Lucy's problem. Lucy, who has now been laid down on a small bed that looks comfortable, begins her first hypnotherapy session. Not far beside him stood Jacob who actually looked nervous. After making Lucy sleep, now the hypnotherapist begins to enter Lucy's subconscious. trying to make Lucy remember the dark times before she had to end up in her own